When Max kissed her, Chleo remembered that they just pressed their lips together and changed positions. But why does it seem like something is still missing? Chleo wondered without knowing that Max was watching her every expression.
"Why are you making such an expression?"
Max's question interrupted her thoughts, turning her attention from Max's ruddy lips to his beautiful ocean-like blue eyes.
"Like what?"
"Like a student trying to solve the formulas on his exam. Or like when a detective is looking for clues to solve a serial murder case."
Chleo's brow furrowed at the metamorphosis spoken in an amused tone.
"Are you making fun of me?"
The laugh he held in for so long finally escaped from Max's throat.
"Sorry, but I can't help it. Your face is so cute."
Chleo pursed her lips even more and lowered her hand from Max's face.
